Blood dry. Now
Covered in pusstules
And little black
and white larva
Wiggling and twisting
Down the hatch
they go now
There they stay
Until dawn breaks.
When the light
Shines the way
To England glory!
When Vikings come
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And blighty conquers!
Jack (remember him?),
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He needed to
Get back to
Being the responsible
Man he was
Painting the walls